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And so I often find myself wandering through a hollow house alone, as he adventures to the tool sheds in the far corner of a backyard. I sift through the trinkets, the decorated knives, commemorative postcards, and wonder – who held these before me? I find a binder full to bursting with buttons of all types and sizes and colors. What hands carefully sewed each into place?
Inspired by the never ending cycle of work and play that takes us from school and delivers us conveniently by the graveyard, Talking Soup shares the stories of everyday life however mundane or extraordinary.
New to @TalkingSoupMag! Welcome writer and Kofi Boamah. A powerful piece on black anger in an inherently racist s… https://t.co/H0fXxosIOF
Monday, Monday. Memorable weekends? Forgetful? Dull? #mondaythoughts #weekend #drinking #nightout #Hangover https://t.co/zCWy4Oj5Wp